I Keep Gettin' Paid the Same Songtext
von Joe Ely

I′m workin' on the line
Six days at a time
With a shovel and a spade
I′m diggin' for the shade
But I keep getting paid the same

I've been working for a man
He likes my style
The more I sweat, the more he smiles
The more I sweat, the deeper I get
He′s driving this poor boy wild

I can′t live no good on what I get paid
Trouble is a poor man's claim to fame
The prices keep rising every day
But I keep getting paid the same


I get up every morning
′Bout a half past six
Drink a pot of coffee
Just to load a ton of bricks
Along about noon, I'm thinking that soon
Gonna work this poor boy sick

I can′t buy beans on what I get paid
I was cooking biscuits
When the bill collector came
The prices keep rising every day
But I keep getting paid the same

I lay down my hammer
When the whistle sounds
Bury my shovel in the deep, deep ground
Run to my home to see my honey comb
We've been eatin′ when the sun goes down

I can't live no good on what I get paid
My roots got ahold and it's looking like rain
Prices keep rising every day
But I keep getting paid the same


I keep getting paid the same
I keep getting paid the same
Yeah, I keep getting paid the same
Yeah, I keep getting paid the same
Yeah, I keep getting paid the same
Yeah, I keep getting paid the same
Yeah, I keep getting paid the same